Until tonight. Men. Ugh. Just when you think you've had a fun date, the first in a long time. And in the end, it still was a fun date. However, thanks to the beauty (or the ugly truth!) of the Internet...the evening was tarnished, less than 24 hours later.
It all began December 31st, 2008. New Year's Eve. Dancing. A tap on the shoulder. More dancing. Longing looks. A midnight kiss. Numbers exchanged. Phone calls. Texts. For two weeks. Finally, meet again. A date. Fun. Drinks. Dinner. Good conversation. Age difference. Yes. 10 years. Or so I thought. "Cougar?" Yes. But it's not 10 years. Facebook. Truth revealed. Not 10 years. 13 years! But in the scheme of things, what's another 3 years?! That's not the point. Lies. Why? He said he thought it would give him a better chance...for what...Yes, chances are, if I knew he was that much younger, I would not have given him that first date. Can you blame the guy??
Again. Men. Ugh. Life moves on. New Year. New date tomorrow. Stay tuned...
